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HENS NOT STUPID. Maraly Follow Natural Inatlnota UH Thom by Their Anoeatora. Every automoblllst knows that when his car approaches a hen Instead of calmly stepping to the side of the road and safety In nine cases out of ten Bhe runs along ahead In hysterical ex citement, doing what she should have done In the first place only when com pletely exhausted and then only by ac cident apparently. Other domestic animals have the same annoying habit, and ns It often causes their wholly needless donth, the usual explanation of It Is their stupidity. That Is an un fair criticism, for neither birds nor nnlmals ore ever stupid—never are, that Is, about meeting exigencies which their ancestors were In the hab it of meeting. It Is the lesson of Immemorial expe rience for all these creatures that from the pursuit of an enemy that cannot be fought there Is safety If anywhere In straightaway flight nt topmost spged. Motion, In any other direction would give the pursuer a fatal advan tage by enabling him to "cut corners" and cover a . shorter distance than his selected prey. The hen’s mistake is not in running along tko road, but In assuming that the automobile wants to catch her and will do so If It can. That assumption Is a perfectly natural oiys, and every living hen Is the de scendant of Innumerable generations of hens that acted upon it exactly as she does.—New York Times. CRAWFORD, Georgi a sleek looking Frenchman play a piano in a way that made me feel all over in spots. An soon as he sat down on the £,tool i knew by the way he handled himself that he understood the machine he was running. He tapped the keys away up one end, just as if they were gauges and he wanted to see if he had water enough. Then ho looked up as if he wanted to know how much steam he was carrying, and the next moment he pulled, open the throttle and sailed on to the main line ns If he was half an hour late. You could hear her thunder over culverts and bridges and getting faster (and faster, until the fellow rocked about in his seat like a cradle. Somehow I thought It was old 36 pulling a pas senger train and getting out of the way of a special. The fellow worked the keys on the middle division like lightning, and then he flew along the north end of the line until the drivers went around like a buzz saw and I got Breeder of M mmoth nd White Wy ndot tes now some choice cockerals and pul- lets about 5 months old. ......Eggs in Season.;—.... excitedt About the time 1 was fixing to. tell him to cut her off .a little he kicked the dampers under the machine wide open, pulled the throttle away back In the tender, and how be did run! I couldn’t stand It any longer, and yelled to him that he was pound ing In the left side, and If he wasn’t careful he’d drop his ash pan. But he didn’t bear. No one heard me. Everything was flying and whizzing. Telegraph poles on the side of the j i nt.. - | • fi | g MMMUMMMMMimWOWmMHWMIMHWtMIMMI A fl I g 0 ■■■ ■■■nrr| g fi Q g >68111WWWWWWWWWIWWWIWIMMWWMM 6111 Mmmmmmmt 611 * d Like to Mad* Now Practically as It Was Mada Nine Centuries Ago. In an article on gold leaf in the Mag azine of Commerce John Mnstln says that lust as the date of the discovery of gold Is too remote even to be guess- ,ed at so Is the origin of gold leaf lost in antiquity. On some of the most ancient mum mies discovered gold leaf has been used on the skin, tongue, teeth, etc., and In some Instances on the cofflns also; It also appears on tombs, monuments and the like, and, strange to say, though gilding with “thin sheets of hammered gold" and “skins of gold”— otherwise gold leaf—was known to be practiced at least In .the eighth cen tury B. C., the process of bringing the gold Into these fine sheets or “skins" was, at any rate in the eleventh cen tury A. D., substantially the same as that used today, no advance whatever having been made In the Intervening nine centuries.' ‘ Further, on some of the Grecian pot tery of the fifth century the gold leaf used is as thin as that used today, so that In results obtained also we have . - * ... _ i - ■i.’jJll 1 spun track looked like a row of cornstalks, and trees appeared to be a mudbank, and all the time the exhaust of the old machine sounded like the hum of a bumblebee. I tried to yell out, but my tongue wouldn’t movei He went that Next id tastiest type '<$$ust tMMn' A splendid assortment ol styles and highest grade stalled in our Job Depar « • ' -■ ij).if.; people smashed and mangled and bleeding and gasping for water. 1 heard another crash as the French professor struck the deep keys away down on the lower end of the southern division, and then I came to my senses. There he was at a ’dead standstill!' door of the firebox of the inon 9. rnlnlnrr .flin nnnonlwq >ople fi'ljjff-jUMmUiHUWW.. |)§j illMWtttWIif It l|| fi P WMHjair 1? f more with th< off his face and bowing to th< If I live to be a thousand poor work, and is much more satisfactory not advanced In the least, but still keep practically to the same average thick ness as that used on the Egyptian cof fins of the third century A. D. and most of the Greek vases of the fifth. before him. years old I’ll never forget the ride that Frenchman gave me on a piano.” -Life. h you; on anything ip tihie rfe'mJT- do our level best to pleaLSe you, Brougham and Mulled Port. Lord Brougham who as a member of the house of commons was a most abstemious man. upon, his promotion to the peerage acquired less commend able habits. During his long and Im passioned appeal to the lords to re frain from rejecting the reform bill of 1832 “five tumblers of mulled port, with a dash of brandy, were brought to him at intervals.” When he came to-^ils last sentence (“I warn you, I Implore you—yea, on my bended knee I supplicate yon—reject not this bill") he knelt on the woolsack, whence he slipped to the floor. It Is recorded In the “Lives of the Lord Chancellors’’ that “he remained some time as If In prayer, but his friends, alarmed lest he should be suffering from the effects of mulled port, picked him up and placed him safely on the woolsack.” MODEST VICTOR HUGO. Th* Great Master Thought No Honor Too Great For Himself. It was Theophlle Gautier who said something to the effect that If he thought that one line of the great mas ter, Victor Hugo, was bad he would not acknowledge it to himself if he were alone at the bottom of a dark well. On another occasion Gautier spoke of Victor Hugo as “a new Moses fresh from Sinai, charged to deliver the tablets of the law.” Decidedly. Victor Hugo was a man who knew how to cast a spell upon those about him. For example, look at the follow ing picture drawn In the “Souvenir sur Turgenieff:” “One evening Hugo’s admirers as sembled In 41s drawing room, were competing with one another in the eulogy of his genius, and the idea was thrown out, that the street In which he lived ought to bear hls name. Some one suggested that the Btreet was too small to be worthy of so great a poet, and the honor of bearing hls name ought to be assigned to some more Im portant thoroughfare. Then they pro ceeded to enumerate the most popular quarters of Paris, In an ascending scale, until one man exclaimed with enthusiasm that it would be an honor for the city of Paris itself to be re- Hugo, PHONE 141. CAIRO, GA. 2EL g|Bg| ■ g, s SgWWMMMKlWmWlKMMKmiOIMIlaffi 1 fflg rffi I8|i f i £ 8 8 ® « 9 ” 01 By mail and guarantee satisfaction Letters of highest'praise. We also want live agents to handle our Clear Cut Crystal Lenses. Drug stores preferred, We furnish ad vertising matter. Exclusive terri tory to hustlers. Write for infor mation about our popular money- ramed after the man of genius, leaning against the mantelpiece, listen ed complacently to these flatterers out bidding each other. Then, with an air of one engaged in deep thought, he turned to a young man nnd said to him In hls grand style, ‘Even that will come, my friends—even that will come.’ "—Bookman. 213 Temple Court. full of him. In Italy and Spain he was often the brightest mnn in town, and hls shop was headquarters for wit and Intrigue. Jasamln became fa mous as a poet In southern France nnd recited hls verses with razor, scissors, brush and comical gesture as he dress ed the hair of fine ladles and gentle men In hls shop. He bad a great, run, made money, hived fame, and Smiles mnde a book about him. Of Course Not. If a man really loves a woman of course he wouldn’t masry her for the world If he were not quite sure he was the best person she could by any noaslbllitr marry.—Holmes, . .. . the People of Grady County Modem County Paper. GEORGIA. ATLANTA, Bring your Job Print ing to The Progress office. We have the best equipped plant in this section. Best Intentions. Mamma—Johnny, what Is the baby Johnny—Nothin’. I yelling about? Jest took his milk and showed him bow to drink it—Cleveland Leader.